Something that was once dear to me
something I once repulsed
something I am aafraid to see
something I thought I thought i destroyed
I read through all the things once said
the caressing words and jokes
I read through all the paiful things i said
all my past demons revisiting my head
I read all my songs
my poems
my stories
i read all our wrongs
far from home
and sorry
I hold this precious item
wondering to destroy
or not?
Its a vital part
of my history
and what does it matter now?
we know exactly well what is there
will it effect the now?
will it make you disappear?
i dont want you to leave me now
i want you to stay right here
now
 NativeBlueXV · Sun Oct 11, 2009 @ 04:47pm · 1 Comments |
